The Oblivion Chapel – Gates

Gates by The Oblivion Chapel opens dark doors

The Oblivion Chapel - GatesWhen listen­ing to ‘Gates’ by The Oblivion Chapel, I am imme­di­ately over­come by this feel­ing of 90s altern­at­ive — a sound that seems famil­i­ar and fresh at the same time. The vocals carry exactly that dis­tinct­ive, mel­an­chol­ic mood we know from the great altern­at­ive bands of that era. With her deep con­tralto range, the sing­er cre­ates an impress­ive con­trast with­in her­self — as if two voices were in dia­logue. A dark gate sud­denly opens, and the song shifts into a goth­ic vibe with a clearly per­cept­ible dark wave pulse.

What par­tic­u­larly grabs me are the bells in the middle. They rein­force this sombre, sac­red moment and fit the title per­fectly. The band cites Blaqk Audio, IAMX, Depeche Mode and Sisters of Mercy as com­par­is­ons – and even if they're not quite in that league yet for me, they're def­in­itely head­ing in the right dir­ec­tion. Let's just say I appre­ci­ate their ambi­tions. The bridge with its almost Gregorian-inspired choir singing briefly reminds me of ‘Sadeness’ by Enigma and gives me that brief moment of goose­bumps that I love so much.

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Lyrics of "The Oblivion Chapel – Gates"

He's been swal­low­ing those keys
Been check­ing all your chains
Forgetting all your names
We've been pick­ing at those teeth
Been hear­ing your refrains
The notes are all the same

Found out this iron draws out the sound
How he made you bow
Run away, shout
His blood is in your mouth
Cold, dead
We stole the crown off of his head
Now burn it down
Locked away no more
The gates are open now

Dreams been spiral­ing in scenes
Been drink­ing all their lies
Your faith com­ing untied
Drowned out, com­mand­ing tongues have found out
Converted all their spies
The execution's nigh

Reaping what they sowed in ruling
Centuries of blood imbruing
Wings returned and souls renewing
Gates are open now

Reaping what they sowed in ruling
Centuries of blood imbruing
Wings returned and souls renewing
Gates are open now

Found out this iron draws out the sound
How he made you bow
Run away, shout
His blood is in your mouth
Cold, dead
We stole the crown off of his head
Now burn it down
Locked away no more
The gates are open now

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